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Trumpian Darkness (2016 just before the election)




There is a wolf in the high-rise

speaking in fluent sheep

some capitalist dipped

in the nuclear code

ego the size of a nightmare

a wall marching through his head

he’s a failed state

coded in hate



he speaks in swastika

some nativist dog whistle

ranting about immigrants entering

as if America is a

helpless virgin

being ravaged by

some dark savage

smells like the birth of a nation

DW Griffith as a toddler

in a giant red tie

with breath like knives

Klan teeth

alt-right toupee


Children coiffed

like children of the corn

hoping you forget to remember

he’s a blanket cut from treason

tapped phones and bank loans

tapped the psyche of those

allergic to logic



he’ll grab them by the xenophobia

pull out his racism

and expose their Jim Crow

and they will love it

their chants like blue murder

this cheap knock off of Lee Atwater

styrofoam David Duke

in a blue suit

he has a one state solution

America will become Alabama

1860



he’ll bring Hazzard

he’ll bring wizards

he’ll bring maestros

and tricksters

those well-versed in

the bait and switch

his tongue

should have been nailed

to Nixon’s back

hemophiliac



bleeding in Cyrillic

Putin typing sunscreen

into the teleprompter

Russian bone marrow

made out of tax returns

agent orange for schmucks

America on his lap

like his daughter on his lap

smiling like a Cheetos funeral

with a glass of rat milk

he’s an evangeli


cal

singing into the rape kit




of alternative facts

go to sleep America

watch him hollow out your dreams

like a contract killer

he will hollow out your screams

with his cabinet of coffin makers

watch him slowly

hacking up a throat

of grease-filled phlegm

to spit it into


Carson’s mouth

inner-city Carson

with all that street cred

that clicking in the background

that’s the sleight of hand

a con, way above your head

a trick question

disguised as a trick answer

a cauldron of parrots and their

mutated man baby president

generated from the corporate womb

from the bowels of Exxon

y’all thought Halliburton was bad

our president

is mostly empty space

a suit filled with


gash marks left in him

by his tyrannical father

so he surrounds himself with men

who remind him

of his father

with men who bully their way into



the sacred spaces of women

men who crush the heads

of the less fortunate

small me


n who see themselves

as your superior

men who will burn the world

to prove they are right

even when the facts say

Mr. Trump you are wrong.


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